Adultery Indian Wife & Boss by tantrik721
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"No!" she was scared.

"Be still," he said sharply, "we can stop this anytime you want, but remember if you choose to stop then we stop completely and you can go back to wherever you come from," he hissed. Meena immediately went still.

"Have I made myself clear," he shouted.

"Yes, yes," she panted.

"What yes," he yelled, "tell me clearly what do you understood?"

"I won't stop you daddy," she surprised herself by saying that and then buried her head onto the pillow feeling embarrassed. She quivered in anticipation. Gutpa was a mute spectator up till now; he was sitting on the side of the bed watching the entire drama keenly, stroking his hard shaft. He moved in front of Meena, his hard cock touched her nose.

He lifted his face up with both hands. Meena looked at the beautiful red bulbous head with a drop of precum leaking. He rubbed it on her lips. She groaned like an animal, shedding any inhibition still in her.

"Mmm, give it to me," she said opening her mouth.

"Thack," the first slap landed hard on her buttocks and she yelped in pain with Gupta's cock buried in her mouth.

"Uggh." The second stung even more and she rocked forward engulfing the entire length. Gupta felt his hot mouth wrapped tightly over his shaft. She wailed loudly as his hand landed again and again, but her cries were muffled due the cock stuffed into her mouth. She rocked back and forth with each blow on her buttock, involuntarily struggling against her cuffs and wiggling her ass. Kripa took his time spanking her; he smacked her buttocks and then wait for the pain to spread through her body before hitting again.

"Awoo, Uggh, Duugdd," she made strange incomprehensible noises and slurped on the meat. She buried her face in his groin and bobbled her head up and down in frenzy.

"Please daddy... free my hands... please," she lifted her head and pleaded. He stopped hitting her and then sensing the urgency unclasped the cuff. She rubbed her aching ass and then diverted her attention towards Gupta.

"Aggh, it is sooo fat," she grasped the base of the cock. She licked the entire length and put it back between her lips. Gupta moaned in pleasure and cupped her firm boobs.

"You enjoyed it slut," Kripa whispered touching her wet pussy, "yeah I can feel it, you liked it," his fingers were wet with her juices.

Meena felt another cock pressed against her ass crack, her stomach rippled and vibrated. Both of them held her between them and explored her naked body. Her breathing was laboured and noisy.

"Fuck me," she groaned, "Ohh fuck me with that big pole," she gritted her teethes.

She pushed her hand behind and grabbed the hard cock, "Uggh," and pulled it guiding towards her throbbing pussy.

"Sir," suddenly a voice came from the door. It was the driver. Meena was stunned; she saw driver was gawking at her. She cringed, feeling so exposed in front of this man. Her legs were wide spread and she was having a cock in her mouth and the other in her hand.

"What?" Kripa barked.

"Sir, Madam's phone is ringing again and again," he cannot remove his eyes from her body. Meena realised she must have left the phone in the car.

"Throw the phone on the bed and get out, idiot," he howled "and shut the door on your way out." He kept the phone on the bed and pushed it towards them. The phone slipped beside them, Ravi's smiling face was glowing on the screen. Meena relaxed a bit as the driver closed the door.

"Ahhh, it's your hubby," Kripa pressed the button and pushed the phone in her hand. She was forced to answer it.

"Hello, Hello, Meena," Ravi's worried voice came from the other end.

"Hello, Ravi, I will talk to you later," she spoke quickly trying to hide her quivering voice.

"Wait... where are you... how are you..."

Kripa looked at the red face of Meena and smiled. He held her waist and rammed his entire length inside her pussy in one go. The cock made its way spreading it wide.

"Ahwoo," Meena's eyes spread wide and she throw her head back in ecstasy; she covered her mouth with her hand to stop her moaning.

"Meena... are you OK," Ravi's worried voice entered her ears.

"Yeahaa... uggh... I am fine," she panted. Kripa slowly slip back and then rammed again with full force into her swollen pussy. He started to fuck her with long, vigorous thrusts.

"When are you coming back," Ravi enquired.

"I will be back soon... Uggh... Awo..." she bit her lips, "I will talk later," she somehow manages to speak and quickly shut the phone.

"Next time you speak with my cock in your mouth," Gupta pulled her head towards his cock.

"Agghh, Ohhhh, fuck me... Harder," she shouted. Kripa was too happy to oblige.

Both of them picked up rhythm fucking her at both ends. Gupta had her hairs in his hand and he was banging her throat making her breath hard through nose, producing loud guttural sounds. Kripa held her ass and pounded her pussy variously.

The sound of her moaning and shouting was heard into the living room where the driver was sitting; watching TV, but his attention was on the sounds coming from the bedroom.
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RE: Indian Wife & Boss by tantrik721 - by Ramesh_Rocky - 11-02-2019, 01:56 PM
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